I did it! I did it, people! I ran five miles on the West Side!! And not only did I run five miles once, I turned around and ran over five miles the next day. Blessing the land as I went each time. It was good - for me and for The Lord. If you don't know what I'm talking about, you can click the pic or the link above to get up to speed.
So, yesterday - well, in the wee hours of this morning 'cause it's still 4.29.18 for 30 more minutes - I shared that I was in a great place and had been for weeks. I still am in a totes awesome place, but the enemy came a knockin' this morning. I was alerted that they were coming to steal from me and I took authority. They couldn't and didn't steal big, but I had trouble with my lunch order. I kept tripping and bumping into things and got bruised up. I got lime juice in my eye and split coffee all over myself. People were messing with me a little. Nothing major, but it's so typical of the enemy to get jealous of God's favor over me.
The thing is they didn't stop there; they decided to play dirty and hit a soft spot. First, they reminded me that God doesn't usually give me justice when other people abuse me. He does every once in a while, but the instances are few and far between. Patti on the other hand, gets big justice and she gets it quickly. I'm glad for her, of course, 'cause I love her like a fat kid (me) loves cake. But, I'm not sure if I don't get frequent justice because I'm missing some deliverance or because God has favored me in a different way.
For example, God may decide that receiving justice from people abuse is not on my 'get list' but instead He gives me more revelation than most other people get. Or perhaps He's decided I don't need that type of justice because He's favored me in the area of authority extraordinarily. Those are just possibilities, not truths about my life, and as I said, I may be missing some level of deliverance that's keeping me from receiving people-abuse justice. Anyhoo ... the enemy was being a jerk about it.
That wasn't it, though. Next, they were telling me I wasn't gonna get a lot of what I want in life, and that I may as well have a seat ... a back seat.
For a few minutes I allowed them to drag me down, awarding them a smidge of success. Then I remembered I was warned they were on the prowl. They couldn't do too much damage, especially materially, because I took authority but they launched a decent assault on my emotions. As I continued to think over the situation, I reminded myself that the enemy lies. That's one way to discern a demonic spirit - they can only hide for so long and then they end up lying and saying something contrary to God's Word. So whatever they were telling me was false, not true - a lie. The truth makes free so I declared the truth which is God doesn't withhold anything good from me because I walk uprightly. There it is. They fled. I resisted, submitted to The Word and they bounced, defeated.
It is written: Many are the afflictions of the righteous, but The LORD delivers Zari out of them all. ~ Psalm 34:19
On another topic. God and I have been discussing my looks ... since about February. I was complaining on the morning of February 3, 2018 about the challenges I have to make myself beautiful and asking God why He made me look the way I look. Then I went to the deliverance ministers and counselors training where I had a nephilim removed from my brain, and He sent someone at each session break to tell me how beautiful I was/am. This one lady even said, "The Lord has placed a spirit of beauty on you."
I fussed at him again sometime in March about my looks. That same week my church was giving personal prophetic words so I called in to get one, and the word given to me was, "The Lord says you're beautiful and your beauty is pure and can be used as a weapon against the enemy." I didn't want that word or anything to do with it.
Yesterday - 4.29.18 'cause it's now after midnight (I'm watching Livin' Single episodes and eating popcorn while I'm writing; that's why it's taking so long to compose this post) - I was again fussing at God about why He gave me all these beauty challenges when getting dressed for the day. Remember the enemy was trying hard to jack up my day and this woman was staring at me - which I don't like and will mean mug someone in a hot second. Then she said, "How lucky you are ... you're so beautiful and your haircut is perfect for you."
The Lord is obviously trying to fix the stronghold built by my perceived 'beauty challenges' because every time I bring them up, He almost immediately sends someone to speak beauty over me. But I'm wondering why it matters (this is my soul being a brat). Well ... He may just want me to get over it so we can focus on more important things. But, we know each other well enough that if that were the case, He'd just say, "Suck it up, buttercup." On the other hand, I know Him well enough to know that there's treasure awaiting me when this stronghold falls if I'll agree with Him and receive (this is an opportunity for my spirit to rule and overcome).
What are you working on with The LORD these days? Are you conscientious of what He's trying to do in you, for you, with and through you? I'd love to hear about your growth processes and join you in prayer.
Speaking of prayer ... please release a verbal agreement that those who need to be at #SY5779 in October continue to see the conference information and register. God has ordained a season a freedom for some and I'm excited to help them receive it.
I bless you in Yeshua's Name and decree you'll begin to notice those things God's desiring to heal and transform in your lives and that your spirit will take authority over your souls and work with Him to see it done. Amen and amen.
From My Prophet's Room on the West Side once again
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Zari Banks, M.Ed
Zari is an author, teacher, mentor, speaker and entrepreneur.